"Two years!" Zhuge Buliang stood in the void, looking down at the mountains and rivers below. An idea suddenly popped into his mind. He decided to retreat for two years, and he already had a good place to go in his mind.
Two years of seclusion should be enough for him to reach the level of the God. ()
The little sword spirit was summoned by Zhuge Buliang. The little guy floated beside Zhuge Buliang, with long blue hair like a waterfall, and blinked at him with big watery eyes.
"Little guy, let's go to your hometown." Zhuge Buliang said suddenly.
The little sword spirit blinked in confusion and said, "Where are you going?"
"Fengmang Mountain!" Zhuge Buliang said.[
Seven days later, Zhuge Buliang came to the Fengmang Mountain area again. Over twenty years later, Fengmang Mountain did not seem to have changed much, except that it became more popular. Many third-rate sects took root here.
Zhuge Buliang did not alarm them, and came to Wanyin Valley according to his original memory. The secrets said to have been buried under Fengmang Mountain for tens of thousands of years were revealed, but Wanyin Valley is still a unique place in Fengmang Mountain.
, no cultivators set foot here at all on weekdays.
"Wow wow wow"
A blood-curdling cry of a baby rang out, and a large amount of black steam evaporated. The scream made one's scalp numb, as if falling into an ice cellar.
Behind Zhuge Buliang, in a thick black mist, a fist-sized baby's head stepped out. His forehead was covered with dense bloodshot eyes. Two fierce lights shot out from his eyes, staring directly at Zhuge Buliang and Xiaojian.
spirit.
"It's an evil baby!" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows. He had seen this ghost thing twenty years ago. When he and the little demon fairy were wandering around the Valley of Ten Thousand Yins, we met this ghost thing.
The little sword spirit curiously poked its little head and looked at the evil baby in the black mist. After falling into a deep sleep, the little sword spirit seemed to have grown up a little and was not as shy as before.
"Wow, wow, wow!" The evil baby in the black mist stared at Zhuge Buliang and the little sword spirit, making a blood-curdling cry.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The little sword spirit was not afraid, but instead grinned at the evil baby.
Zhuge Buliang smiled and wiped the little guy's head, glanced at the evil baby coldly, his eyes turned strangely, and in a dead silence, he shouted: "Get out!"
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
When he came into contact with Zhuge Buliang's dead eyes, the evil infant seemed to sense Bi's panic, and quickly retreated, sweeping away a large piece of black mist.
Zhuge Buliang was walking in the Wanyin Valley, looking for the way into the underground world. On the way, he saw the original Thoreau fruit tree again. The trunk was as strong as a dragon, and it was rooted at the edge of the pool, but there were no fruits on the tree.
It was picked clean by the little demon fairy and myself.
Moreover, there was another ferocious beast guarding next to the Thoreau fruit tree. Zhuge Buliang did not alert the ferocious beast, but went around it.
A few hours later, Zhuge Buliang finally found the canyon that originally led to the Lost God City. Outside the canyon, the bloody restriction still existed. In addition, the strong men from various factions in Kyushu also added a prohibition outside.
.
Zhuge Buliang spent three days and three nights, and finally found a gap. Relying on the speed of the Ziyue suit, he led the little sword spirit through the forbidden area and entered the canyon.
This underground world is still intact and has not changed much. Zhuge Buliang first went to the lost city. The city was in a mess and there were ruins everywhere. All the buildings in the city collapsed.[
At the beginning, every building in the Lost City contained exotic treasures sealed, but now it is indeed in a mess, having been destroyed by cultivators from all major sects.
He once again came to the place where the black tower originally stood. Decades later, the black tower did not fly back. Zhuge Buliang was very curious about what was sealed in the black tower. According to rumors, this lost city was a long time ago.
Falling from the sky, maybe it doesn't come from this world.
After inspecting the Lost City, he didn't see anything strange. Finally, Zhuge Buliang came to the little sword spirit's hometown again, the top of the mountain leading to the cave.
"Stay, where is this, what are we doing here?" The monkey was also summoned from the magic city, looking around in astonishment.
"We'll find out later." Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.
Little Sword Spirit seemed very excited to return to his hometown. After all these years, the passage leading to the cave had not been discovered by anyone else. Little Sword Spirit opened the passage with familiarity and jumped in with Zhuge Buliang and Monkey.
After passing through a regular passage, they came to the original secret room again. The entire secret room was smaller than the size of a basketball court, but it was filled with a strong spiritual energy, which shocked people.
"What a strong smell." The monkey couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Hehe, I'm finally home." The little sword spirit flew around in the secret room, and finally landed on a stone platform in the secret room. This stone platform was where the original sword body of the little sword spirit was stored, but that
The stone sword has been damaged and there is no way to repair it until now.
Little Sword Spirit said: "Liangliang, do we really want to stay here for two years?"
Zhuge Bu nodded: "Yes, I will be in seclusion again for two years. During this time, you will have a monkey with you, so you won't be lonely."
The monkey had a keen sense of spirit and sniffed the air. Then he discovered the ancient well behind the stone platform, which was suppressed by black boulders. He was surprised and said: "The essence of heaven and earth is so strong in this ancient well, no! It's spiritual energy!"
Zhuge Buliang smiled. This was a matter of course. There were two dragon spiritual veins suppressed in this ancient well. Thinking of this, Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but feel moved. He heard Su Xiaobai say before that a total of six dragons have been unearthed in Kyushu.
Spiritual veins, that is to say, a total of six ancient tripods were discovered, but there was no trace of the remaining three dragon spiritual veins. Even the location of the basalt crystals could not be traced.
"Hiss" Zhuge Buliang took a deep breath, his heart trembling inexplicably: "Could it be that two ancient tripods were suppressed here?"
This is huge news. The ancient cauldron in the dragon spirit vein contains a world-shattering immortal secret. Even the Fallen Heaven and the Immortal Cultivation Alliance are trying their best to get it. If people from the major sects know that the other two ancient cauldrons have been
If the town is sealed here, Fengmang Mountain will become a place of great turmoil again.
"Little guy, you really don't know what's being suppressed here?" Zhuge Buliang asked this question again.
The little sword spirit shook his head blankly: "I don't know. I have been staying here since I gained spiritual consciousness, but I really can't remember what is in this well. I just feel that the things in it are very friendly."
"Very kind? Your father?" Monkey scratched his head, looking puzzled.
Zhuge Buliang took a deep breath, and he planned to use his spiritual consciousness to pry into the mysteries of the ancient well again. Back then, with his cultivation in the foundation-building period, he used his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into the ancient well and discovered the two dragon spirit veins inside.
It's just because at that time, my realm was too low and my spiritual consciousness was too weak, so I couldn't explore it more deeply.
Things are different now. He is about to enter the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and his spiritual consciousness is a hundred times greater than before. He believes that this time, he will be able to find out the secret of the ancient well.
Zhuge Buliang asked the monkey and the little sword spirit to retreat. He sat cross-legged on the ground, a purple light flashed between his eyebrows, and his consciousness turned into a small man and flew out, rushing into the black boulder suppressing the ancient well.
I don’t know what material the black boulder is made of. It is quite hard. Even with Zhuge Buqiang’s current spiritual awareness, it took a lot of effort to get in. [
A golden color caught the eye, and the little man transformed from Zhuge Buliang's spiritual consciousness jumped into the ancient well. Everything was the same as before. The little man with spiritual consciousness flew down the ancient well.
"Ouch!"
"Roar!"
Suddenly, two shocking dragon roars came from inside the ancient well, and a large piece of golden light surged in, shaking the entire ancient well. Zhuge Buliang felt that his consciousness body was shaken, but it was still not shattered. He
The power of spiritual consciousness now is completely different from that in the past.
The little man with spiritual consciousness continued to fly into the ancient well. Below, two golden mountains rose into the sky. Upon closer inspection, they were not mountains, but two golden dragon bodies. The golden dragon was like a solid body, covered with gold.
The scales shimmered like metal plates.
The rich aura of dragon spirit veins rolled in, as if it were substance, stirring up a terrifying golden current.
"Ouch!"
The roar of the dragon that shook the sky was so majestic, and the terrifying power of the dragon made Zhuge Buliang's consciousness feel a little suppressed.
The two-day golden dragon soared into the sky. The limited space in this ancient well was so wide that it could not hinder the movement of the two-day golden dragon.
"Roar!"
The two real dragons stood as tall as mountains. Zhuge Buliang's spiritual villain shuttled between them, but when he thought he was about to reach the bottom of the well, he was blocked by a terrifying energy wave. This wave was not overbearing.
, but like the vast sea.
Zhuge Buliang's spiritual villain was brought back.
After several trials, the process was the same. In the end, Zhuge Buliang dispersed the consciousness villains and flew towards the interior of the ancient well.
This time, the wave no longer blocked it, but rather absorbed Zhuge Buliang's consciousness like a whale sucking water.
The sight that caught his eye shocked Zhuge Buliang.
Inside the ancient well, there was buried a demonic body that was ten thousand feet tall, like a mountain, unshakable. This body that was ten thousand feet tall was definitely not a human body. Even the ancient barbarians could not have been born like this.
Huge body.
This ten-thousand-foot demon body sat cross-legged in the ancient well and was angry, motionless, as if it had turned into a statue, as if it existed forever and ever. And there was no life in it at all.
"It's a corpse." Zhuge Buliang affirmed categorically.
Standing under this monster body, Zhuge Buliang felt that he was too insignificant. Even a corpse after death still gave people an unshakable aura.
"What kind of person is it that after death, he needs to suppress it with two dragon spirit veins?" Thinking of this, Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but shuddered: "Or maybe, the dragon spirit veins in the past two days are just used to warm and nourish this person."
His huge demonic body makes him immortal forever."
Zhuge Buliang did not believe that this demon body could be resurrected, because he was already dead and had no life at all.
"Yeah" Suddenly, Zhuge Buliang groaned, and he felt an inexplicable heartache and bitterness. It was not an illusion. This heartache and bitterness directly acted on Zhuge Buliang's body.
The demonic body is like an ancient mountain, with majestic momentum. Even if it is not alive at all, it still makes people feel trembling.
Finally, Zhuge Buliang's consciousness exited the ancient well and returned to his body.
"How's it going? What's in it?" the monkey asked impatiently.
"It's a corpse!"
"Corpse!?" The monkey and the little sword spirit looked surprised at the same time. The little sword spirit flew around the ancient well, murmuring and scratching its head.